After He Chen left, Nan Kang's gaze shifted to Zheng Yue.
Zheng Yue did not say anything, but there was a smile on her lips. She lowered her head and slowly took a sip of the coffee she had just made. Her movements were refined, polite, and elegant.
Nan Kang watched her actions and his gaze subconsciously moved to Zheng Yue's lips that were covered in glaze. The bright color made him unable to help but fantasize about its softness.
Then, the edge of her lips that were holding the cup relaxed, leaving a pink lipstick mark.
The lipstick mark turned into a spark that instantly ignited the flames in Nan Kang's heart, causing it to burn fiercely.
There were still four days before Murong Qiao's birthday. Murong Chen and the others were busy preparing for their Little Sister's birthday banquet and gifts, trying their best to give Murong Qiao an unparalleled surprise.
